Skips Stress

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(Scene opens with Skips working on the cart in his garage. He sips a cup of tea and sighs in calmness.)

Mordecai: Hey Skips, could you help us fix the pump in the fountain?

Skips: I'm kinda busy here.

Rigby: (whining) But Skips, we don't know what we're doing!

Nico : Please Skips.

Skips: (sighs) Alright, I'll be right there. (skips out of his garage. Scene cuts to him fixing the fountain for Mordecai,Rigby and Nico walks to them carrying paint)

Benson: Skips, can you help me put a new coat of paint on the benches?

Skips: (sighs as he touches his arm) Yeah, sure. (walks off to do so. Cut to Skips painting the benches)

Pops: Skips, can you help me plant my chrysanthemums?

(Skips sighs and then clutches in pain as he notices some black lines)

Pops: Skips?

Skips: Sure, sure, Pops.

(Cut to Skips planting. Benson runs over to him)

Benson: Skips, what's going on with those benches?

Skips: I had to help-

( shows up with .)

Muscle Man: Skips, we wrecked another gas line.

Skips: Uhh...

Mordecai, Rigby and Nico: Skips! Skips! Skips!

Skips: What? What? What?

Mordecai, Rigby and Nico : Lunch. Lunch. Lunch.

Skips: Why don't you guys go on ahead without me? I've got too much to do today.

Mordecai: Come on dude. You look like you could use some lunch.

(Cut to Two Peaks Mall. Everyone is having lunch.)

Muscle Man: Ok, ok. How much money would it take for you to walk up to a shark and punch it in the face? Go!

Mordecai: (thinking) I'd do it for half a million. But only if I get to pick the shark.

Nico : If it's a Tiger shark I would do it for 32,000

Rigby: I'd do it for $500 and get me a pair of genuine leather biker boots! What about you, Skips?

Skips: Look, I don't know, guys. Can we just get back to the park? I got a lot to do today!

Rigby: Oh, oh! I got one.

(Skips groans in pain again. Cut to everyone leaving)

Benson: You should get a motorcycle before you get biker boots.

Rigby: Yeah, I'm gonna listen to the guy who doesn't drive a hog to work every day.

Muscle Man: Hey! Everybody stop leaving and come look at this! (Skips sighs) A stress test machine. I always ace these things. (places his hand on the machine) You know who else always aces these things? MY MOM! (starts the test by pressing the red button. It gives the final results)

Stress Machine: Stress Level: Moderate. Suggestion: Cut back on the late night pies.

Muscle Man: Aw, what?

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